(2013)
I am not a thing of god; And his whispers don’t speak to me… I build my life with fellow man And my work will set me free. I keep my head towards the sky
Tears of pus and putrescent breath… Lord of Disease, Pestilence comet… With a retinue of sickly things, A plague upon mankind he brings. He bears down on us of flesh and b…
Empty words again today And yet I always sit Waiting for something to change In how I try relating it Thousands of words, a thousand tri…
There’s something to be said here,… To describe what blooms within as… And find you by my side, breathing… A flowing mane of to get lost in h… It’s like standing outside time; a…
The city lay quiet; shattered, said my feet. Swallowed long since by the world. Trees bent in, heads to the ground… Branches wreathed across lone desk…
Silence ever is nothing but When one recounts the imprints ear… Wide bodies of outspoken past Under bridges built and burned. Taken to the head and heart,
Slowly comes the smile Gently across my face; Inching onward, a breaking dawn Stretching out like angel’s grace. My hands come up to meet its ends,
What do I want? It’s funny you ask; I never really know, you see. It changes with the day And every which way,
The fog reflects and masks my soul… The poor victim will never know. I’ve been watching her movements This entire time. Thin legs, curves lead to supple b…
Why, oh why Couldn’t pterodactyls have survive… I’d love to see them in the sky Gliding on their membranous wings Under a dinosaur-y heaven,
It hurts me a lot At night, when you say The things you don’t mean They still sting anyway It’s coming from somewhere torment…
The winter leaves are falling To the ground; last of the dead. Spring brings out a new revival To the life on Gaia’s head. And you know, it’s a trip
The horizon’s a mist And you’ve passed away My thoughts continue to drift To the things we once had Will we ever see the stars again?
Silently, the foundations were sha… No one saw them break away Once so bright, the fading light Became trapped, forever at bay “We’ve been left alone, how could…
You hear it always in the news We’re fighting for red, white and… Give me access to a bullet, Labeled with my choice of gun. Send me to the battlefront,